…than hell

It’s hotter than hell, I still have not even caught up on all my email accumulation from last week’s vacation, I’ve got server issues at work and server issues here on the m’sphere (teach me to go fucking with unix groups without knowing what I’m doing). I’m havin’ a fucked up allergy attack from this […]

It’s hotter than hell, I still have not even caught up on all my email accumulation from last week’s vacation, I’ve got server issues at work and server issues here on the m’sphere (teach me to go fucking with unix groups without knowing what I’m doing). I’m havin’ a fucked up allergy attack from this damned weather, and I managed to break my sprinkler controller last weekend when I decided I should move it.

And did I mention that it’s hotter than hell?

All this adds up to not feeling at all like being in front of a computer, for work or play or creativity. So blogging’s gone by the wayside for a bit.

I need another vacation already.

On the bright side, I finally got my motorcycle out of the garage, cleaned, batter charged, and am riding again. It’s been months since I’ve ridden, and it feels really good, apart from the heat (see above.) I gotta not let it go so long next time. If it gets cooler, I’m thinkin’ I need to take off for the coast and just keep on ridin’ one of these days…

But not today. Because, you know, it’s hotter than hell.

6 thoughts on “…than hell”

  1. I’m trying to find that old line about ‘spring is sprung, fall is fell, summer is here an’ it’s hotter than usual‘.

  2. Well, shit, it’s hot in Tucson, too.

    We have a new cocktail down here you might like. It’s called the “Flaming Sedona.” It’s half 151 and half herbal tea, garnish with mint flavored souls (trapped in crytals is preferred), light it up and shoot down.

    Watch the hairs on your goat legs, though. If you happen to spill, well let’s say you won’t need to trim your hooves.

    And watch out for Flanders, he’s always trying to slip you a mickey.

  3. Hot? You don’t know hot until you come to North East Texas, baby. I grew up in CA just up the road from you, and believe me, TX heat is a whole different league than CA heat…

    xooxoxo

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